My morning was a bit of a nightmare. We decided to do our own Tempura Night (a New Years Eve tradition in my family, of stuffing ourselves with fried foods on the last day of the year) and I needed to go to the store. It was 11:30 a.m. when I arrived at Giant (a local grocery chain). I figured it wouldn’t be busy yet, because everyone would still be at work. I was wrong. Every single person, in the state of Pennsylvania, was in the Giant store on Union Deposit Road. I only needed 5 items, but I needed them, so I endured the chaos and a toddler bent on making my eye twitch with unsurpassed fervor. Over an hour later I was able to go home, put Ella down for a nap, and put my feet up for a rest.
As I was resting, Tom decided to take a shower. When he finished, he came out and looked at me, concern showing on his face…
Tom: How are your gums doing?
Britta: Excuse me?
Tom: Your gums. Are they healthy?
Tom: I know it’s an issue with pregnancy – healthy gums – are yours doing okay?
Tom: I’ve been thinking about it a lot.
Britta: My gums. With everything that could go wrong in this pregnancy, you are worried about my gums.
Britta: They’re fine, thanks.
Tom: Good, I just wanted to check.
Britta: I’m touched by your concern.
It’s only about 9:30 p.m. right now, but we’ve already stuffed ourselves to the limit with grease-soaked veggies (but we baked the eggrolls, mind you), cleaned up, and put Ella to bed. The plan for the rest of the night includes “slamming” some Tim Tams (an Australian cookie ritual, if you aren’t in the know), watching a movie, and hopefully staying awake in time for a midnight kiss. Not exactly partying hard, but man am I looking forward to those cookies.
Happy New Year everyone – this has been an insane, wonderful year – I can’t wait for the next one.